"Someone in Spirit City awakened a god-level Martial Soul."
"Go find him at once. We must recruit him."
"A Soul Master with this kind of potential must join Spirit Hall, no matter what."
"If possible, I'm willing to take him as my disciple and train him personally."
Worship Hall...
Qian Daoliu gazed in the direction of Su Yu's residence, his eyes burning with fervor.
Although the Space-Time Dragon King's aura had only appeared for an instant,
Qian Daoliu's spiritual power had become immensely powerful after he broke through to godhood.
He could clearly sense that the other party's god-level Martial Soul was even more terrifying than the Six-Winged Angel.
As everyone knew, a Soul Master's strength depended mainly on the power of their Martial Soul.
Why had the Angel Clan dominated the continent for ten thousand years? It was because the Angel Martial Soul was absurdly powerful.
And if a Martial Soul that surpassed the Six-Winged Angel was properly nurtured, its wielder's future achievements would certainly be no lesser than those of him, a First-Level God.
Perhaps Spirit Hall would produce a God King.
That was why Qian Daoliu cared so much about Su Yu.
If it had been an ordinary genius, Qian Daoliu wouldn't have paid them any attention.
Only a god-level Martial Soul like the Space-Time Dragon King, one even more powerful than the Six-Winged Angel, was worth his attention.
Perhaps someone would argue that judging how high a person could rise in the future based solely on their Martial Soul's strength was shallow.
After all, the famous Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, had once said:
"There are no useless Martial Souls in this world, only useless Soul Masters."
Anyone who believed that, Su Yu could only call a fool.
It was nothing but toxic feel-good nonsense.
Look at any powerful Soul Master, and you wouldn't find a single one with a Trash Martial Soul.
If that toxic feel-good nonsense really worked, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't have reached middle age still stuck below level 30, a good-for-nothing.
"Great Enshrined, leave this to me."
"I'm willing to bring back such a promising young talent."
Guangling Douluo volunteered.
She happened to have nothing to do right now.
So she planned to go out on a mission and unwind.
Qian Daoliu nodded.
Since Guangling Douluo had taken the mission upon herself, he could rest easy.
Qian Daoliu had great faith in Guangling Douluo's abilities.
As a level 97 Super Douluo, she had never let him down.
Pope Palace...
Bibi Dong reacted just like Qian Daoliu.
She immediately planned to send someone out to recruit Su Yu.
Bibi Dong's demigod-level spiritual power wasn't there for show.
How could she fail to notice Su Yu releasing his aura so brazenly?
Bibi Dong wasn't a fool.
With such a promising young talent right under her nose, there was no way she would let him go.
If they properly nurtured a god-level Martial Soul, the returns it brought them in the future would be a hundred or even a thousand times greater.
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, I'm giving you one day. Bring back this promising talent with the god-level Martial Soul."
"No matter what, this person must serve me."
Once again, Bibi Dong handed the dirty, exhausting work to Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo.
With useful subordinates like Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, Bibi Dong would squeeze them for all they were worth as long as there was any room left to exploit.
When Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo heard that Bibi Dong had given them yet another mission, their faces fell as if they'd received news of a death in the family.
"Damn it, Bibi Dong's treating us like we're not even human."
Chrysanthemum Douluo clenched his fists, unable to stop himself from cursing her under his breath.
They were already running themselves ragged searching for Tang San.
But before they'd even finished their previous mission, Bibi Dong had given them a new one.
And the deadline was so tight!
She hadn't considered their feelings at all.
Even oxen and horses needed time to catch their breath.
They were illustrious Titled Douluo, figures of importance wherever they went, yet Bibi Dong was squeezing them so hard they were worse off than oxen and horses.
It was a total humiliation.
Chrysanthemum Douluo genuinely felt like flipping the table.
Back when they served Qian Xunji, at least he treated them like people.
But under Bibi Dong, even Titled Douluo were nothing but tools.
Ghost Douluo's expression darkened.
He was just as dissatisfied with Bibi Dong's inhuman treatment.
But as her subordinates, they had no choice but to obey.
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."
No matter how much they suffered inside, the two of them could only swallow their bitterness.
The moment they left Pope Palace, Chrysanthemum Douluo could no longer hold back and started complaining.
"Old Ghost, the Pope's been going too far lately."
Perhaps because she'd learned that she would eventually die at Tang San's hands,
Bibi Dong had grown even colder and more ruthless than before.
In the past, Bibi Dong had at least shown them some consideration.
But now, she didn't care about subordinates like them at all.
This left the hardworking Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo in a miserable state.
Ghost Douluo felt helpless.
He was full of complaints, too.
But what could they do?
It wasn't as if they could just find another master, was it?
At that moment, both of them found themselves missing the days when Qian Xunji had been in charge.
For the next three days straight,
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stretched every minute to make it last twice as long.
They kept close watch on every scrap of news about Tang San.
They also investigated every Soul Master who had newly awakened in Spirit City.
But they couldn't find even the slightest trace of the god-level Martial Soul wielder Bibi Dong was looking for.
As a result, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were repeatedly scolded by Bibi Dong.
She berated them for being incompetent.
"Damn it!"
"We've investigated every Soul Master who recently awakened in Spirit Hall, but not one of them fits the Pope's description."
"Could the Pope have gotten it wrong?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo felt deeply aggrieved.
They had worked tirelessly the whole time, without slacking off for even a moment.
But now that they had nothing to show for it, they couldn't help wondering if Bibi Dong was the problem.
After all, they knew what they were capable of. There was no way they'd overlooked anything.
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Watch what you say..."
Ghost Douluo quickly cut Chrysanthemum Douluo off and warned him to mind his words.
Bibi Dong wasn't known for being broad-minded.
If Bibi Dong heard that Chrysanthemum Douluo had been talking about her like that behind her back,
Chrysanthemum Douluo would be in for a world of misery.
Meanwhile...
Guangling Douluo still couldn't find Su Yu either.
This left Guangling Douluo feeling rather frustrated.
"Strange!"
"How can I not find him?"
Guangling Douluo had searched out nearly every six-year-old Soul Master in Spirit City.
But she still hadn't seen the promising young talent Qian Daoliu had mentioned.
Guangling Douluo would never have guessed
that the person she was looking for wasn't a six-year-old child at all.
He was a young man who was already twenty.
Even if Su Yu appeared right in front of Guangling Douluo,
she wouldn't connect him to her target.
After all, awakening a Martial Soul at six was common knowledge.
Even if you had no money, Spirit Hall would help you awaken it for free.
No one would ever think that someone might not awaken their Martial Soul until they were twenty.
That was why Su Yu had remained unnoticed despite living in Spirit City.
If Su Yu didn't use his Martial Soul right in front of them,
they could search for their entire lives and still never find him.